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Li Gongfu can be a head catcher, so he is naturally a person with some ability. immediately ordered a quick catch, outflanked the carriage where the little boy was, and took Mengyuan with a big stride and ran into the yamen.

"The eight-character yamen is open to the south, and there is no reason to come in without wealth."

This is the common sense of the government at this time, but there is one exception, and that is rebellion!

The Ming Dynasty has always been heavy on literature and light on martial arts, the so-called scholars and doctors and the Son of Heaven rule the world together, this cadre of literati and doctors each formed a party for personal gain, on the surface of the sanctimonious manner, but in fact, in private, men and women prostitutes, I don't know how many ugly things have been done. But if someone wants to rebel and flip their table, then whether it is true or not, they must be carefully considered, there are no three words, since the Song Dynasty, I don't know how many people hate them.

What's more, the Ming Dynasty still has a hidden force, that is the famous Jinyiwei!

Of course, there are false elements in Mengyuan's words, but the most clever lie is to use the truth to guide the mind of the deceived party and complete the meaning contained in it.

The Jin family is powerful, controls part of the military power, the power of the rivers and lakes is intertwined, the wealth is rivaled by the country, and the private soldiers are raised, all of which are true, and the name of his family garden can really not be true. Even if he has no intention of rebellion, it is enough to attract the attention of the current rulers, and what is lacking is only sufficient benefits and an excuse to launch.

And Meng Yuan's behavior was to deliberately create this excuse.

With the little boy's character, if she finds that Mengyuan "retreats from the difficulty", and there is a catcher who quickly blocks the way, what she will do is basically obvious.

Others don't know how terrible Mengyuan is, how can she not know?

When the master and servant of Jin Lingzhi were still with the officials and the servants with green eyes and red eyebrows, the little boy suddenly rushed out of the car, raised his hand and saw a rain of flowers in the sky, and added a sentence at the end: "Miss go quickly, I will help you open the way." ”

There is a saying that "the yellow mud fell into the crotch of his pants, and it was not Xiang but also Xiang." ”

The little boy came out of the Zhongshan wolf, and the master and servant of Jin Lingzhi were dumbfounded, after all, their experience was insufficient, and they didn't know what it meant.

"What a vicious girl."

A few feet away from the master and servant of Jin Lingzhi, two people dressed as sons were watching all this. Seeing the little boy leaving, he also pitted Jin Lingzhi, and the young man in Tsing Yi scolded in a low voice.

"How is it better than the purple girl?" Another scarlet-clad boy asked.

"The purple girl is still a child, and she is already a poisonous snake." The young man in Tsing Yi said: "The purple girl at least knows how to distinguish friend from foe, at most she doesn't know the severity, and this girl is not important to anyone else except herself." ”

The scarlet boy nodded and said, "If I deal with her, I have to sleep with my eyes open." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi asked, "Do you really want to choose her?" ”

"Well, she's a magic knife, but she's also a quick knife." The scarlet boy said.

"Then be careful." The boy in Tsing Yi is colorful.

"Haha, I didn't expect you Lu Xiaoji to care about me." The scarlet boy smiled, "Except for Boss Zhuo, I am the most suitable person to deal with this kind of person, but you, don't you remind the stupid girl you fancied?" ”

As he spoke, he shook his body and disappeared.

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at the direction where Wang Lianhua left, then looked at Jin Lingzhi again, and couldn't help but shake her head when she saw her at a loss.

"How can I help you, stupid girl?"

"Don't leave quickly, go back quickly, and tell the elders what happened here."

A voice rang in Jin Lingzhi's ears.

"Secrets?"

Of course, Jin Lingzhi herself does not have such profound internal attainments, but she still has knowledge, and she looks left and right, trying to find someone to speak.

"Stupid, do you want to die here?"

"Don't let them go, those who resist will be killed!"

There was a commotion in the distance, and the flow of people parted on both sides, and officers and soldiers in armor and crossbows could be seen coming towards this side.

Although this is a world where martial arts are dominant, it is by no means that the government has no deterrent effect on martial artists. On the contrary, unless it is a great grandmaster-level figure like Meng Yuan, who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts, if he is replaced by an ordinary martial artist, once he encounters officers and soldiers, it will be a great danger.

The battle formation and the fighting style of the warriors are completely different, with strong bows and crossbows, and random shooting in formations, which is enough to kill ordinary people in the rivers and lakes. What is even more troublesome is that the killing of officials is tantamount to rebellion, and the operation of the state apparatus is by no means comparable to that of the Jianghu sects.

Even a sect like Shaolin has been wiped out several times in history, not to mention others.

"Miss, what should I do?"

The little girl with a round face turned pale with fright, and asked in a low voice.

"Let's go!"

Jin Lingzhi gritted her teeth, waved her hand violently, picked up the little girl, and galloped away, not even wanting the carriage.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned and followed, but he didn't notice that a gaze swept over him.

"Who's that guy?"

Following behind the head catcher, Meng Yuan looked at Lu Xiaofeng's back, touched his chin with his hand, and thought thoughtfully.

Martial arts cultivation has reached a high enough level, and it will naturally produce some magical effects, such as not seeing or hearing, feeling danger and avoiding it, such as whims, such as breath induction, and so on.

And at a glance, the discovery of a character who will have some intersection with him in the near future is also a manifestation of this ability.

"The other party is not simple"

It's just a back, of course Meng Yuan can't see the front of the other party, as well as the iconic four eyebrows, but the powerhouse of the same level, the induction of that kind of heaven-level master, makes him have the urge to see what is going on.

When the group of headhunters were making trouble for the Shura field, he had already turned into a faint shadow and chased after the other party in the direction where the other party had disappeared.

Straight into the forest.

Then he stopped, because a man was blocking his way.

The man stood there, dressed as white as snow, carrying a sword-sheathed sword of a strange shape.

His whole body was white, the color of snow, white face, white clothes, white shoes and socks.

His fingers were slender and powerful, his nails were neatly cut, and his hair was jet black and shiny, neatly tied up with a white ribbon.

The west wind blew through the forest, the leaves fell, and suddenly there was a crow sound, slowly moving away.

There was loneliness in his eyes, the loneliness of the ice and snow on the distant mountains, the loneliness of the shooting stars in the winter night.

Only when his gaze fell on Meng Yuan did he have a trace of solemnity.

Meng Yuan gasped, seeing this person, his face became rare and solemn, his pupils contracted, like the tip of a needle, and the skeletal muscles all over his body were adjusted to the best state in an instant.

"Whoa."

The sound of blood flowing, like the Yangtze River and the sea, the sound of the waves.

A faint flush flashed across his face, and he asked tentatively:

"Simon blowing snow?"

The man in white raised his head and looked directly into Meng Yuan's eyes, and at that moment, his person became like a sharp sword, cold and sharp, and that gaze was like trying to pierce Meng Yuan.

"Yes!"

"Why are you here?"

Meng Yuan's expression was full of attention and respect, and his eyes lit up like stars in the night sky.

"Fight with you."

"It turns out that person is Lu Xiaofeng!"

Meng Yuan said: "I should think of it, except for him, who will let you break the queen for him." ”

Simon didn't answer, but held the hilt of his sword: "Your name." ”

"Dream Abyss"

Mengyuan rarely reported his real name: "Xuanhe---- Mengyuan!" ”

Simon Fuxue nodded, indicating that he remembered the name: "You use a sword?" ”

"It is a great blessing in life to be able to compete with Your Excellency."

Ximen Fuxue raised the sword in his hand and said coldly: "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world, the blade of the sword is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels." ”

Meng Yuan took off the long sword behind his back, patted it and said, "The elders of the Huashan faction use the sword, and they can still use it for a hundred years." ”

"You use it?" West Gate Snow Blowing Road.

"The sword is not only in the hand, but also in the heart." Meng Yuan pointed to his heart and said.

"Okay."

Ximen blew snow and drew his sword, the sword aura rushed into the sky, the brilliance was dazzling, and even overshadowed the sunlight that slanted into the forest.

"Please"